Tubiel

an angel who should probably start living a bit more… humbly. tubiel was sent down to earth centuries ago, to serve as an observer and guiding figure to mortals before eventually returning to heaven. however, tubiel quickly found that there were those who would abuse his kindness. worse yet, those that would treat him with grace, but the less fortunate like dirt. after centuries of helping at shelters, almhouses and soup kitchens, tubiel fled his purpose.

or well, perhaps not entirely. as it turns out, there were plenty more troubles in the haven plane, where he planned to move to. fogmere was full of refugees, who had few places to go and little to their name. tubiel quickly partnered up with another local team of angels to try and help out a little, but he quiickly found out that fogmere’s social infrastructure was stable enough to… not keep tubiel that busy at all. for the first time in their life, tubiel had free time!

and so, he started making a bit of a living as an interior designer. he’s always had a bit of a knack for making things cozy, and now he got to do that for a living! however, a ‘living’ was a bit of an overstatement. tubiel started gaining more money than they knew what to do with, and so, he became a bit more... luxurious, than he’s supposed to. any black feathers he grew, he would come to pluck, either running from the consequences of his actions, until he finds a proper explanation for them. with two children on the way, though, he may just have to keep being the breadwinner.

much to his own surprise, tubiel, who knows nothing of human emotion, nothing of social bonds, found two husbands. it started when he was on a business trip, and he found himself attending a small, demon-led catholic church. he admired the priest who worked there, a man named caleb, who in turn became thoroughly enthusiastic about his support. what surprised him more, though, that the man was already attached, to a thoroughly zealous worshipper, who latched on to tuniel with great devotion. the three have been... in an odd relationship since, for certain, but one that gradually bloomed to a healthy love. now that they are with chilren, tubiel took it upon himself to move them to his own home in fogmere, and the rest is history. he hasn’t seen any black feathers pop up since.

tubiel is almost like a blank slate, as are most angels. he lives by strict codes, refusing to intervene in the moral dilemmas of mortals, but caring for those who need help. he is neutral, often silent, and perhaps a bit naive. with a gentle disposition, tubiel brings most people he meets at ease, but his radiant aura can be unsettling to some. not that he would notice — he is somewhat emotion-blind, and can’t figure out for the life of him what makes living, breathing beings tick. with the lord as his witness, though, he can swear that he sure does try!